India: Shock and Revelation

Abstract

On our long trip around the world in the spring and summer of 1959 my wife and I stepped into a Soviet jet one hot July day at Tashkent in Soviet Central Asia, and in the most exciting flight we had ever taken soared over the snow-capped Himalayas into northern India. It took only about three hours to reach Delhi. As we struggled through the Indian customs and out to a taxi, no less than six porters insisted on helping us to carry our seven bags—a sign of the immense poverty that burdens India.

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